Josh ran outside where he could hear the battle taking place. There he saw the fire forming on Jared's arms. Quickly retrieving the half empty bottle of Jack Daniels from his always open bag, he threw it so it would pass just over Jared's head. But once it got just above his head the gunslinger shot the bottle, dousing the man in liquor. Flammable liquor.

The fire shooting out at Cyrus ignited the whiskey and lit up the wannabe magician like a torch. What a waste of good booze. He thought.

The fire raced around his body. It burned so much. Jared stopped makeing fire but the fire that was already on his continiued to burn. Jared ran as fast as he could into the rainy streets, patting himself to put out the fire.He didnt stop running till the last flame was out.

Lighting me on fire. Thats not playing fair. Ill get him and when I do I will peal the skill from his body and make him suffer.

The fire had badly burned him. Most of his clothes were gone but they had kept the fire from burning him too badly. His arms were the worst since thats where the fire had formed. All the hair on his arms was burnt off. His face had also been badly burned. He would always be scared from the burns. Most of the hair on his head was gone.

Dracule' sat back in a elaborate arm chair of a rich black velvet. He stared into a enormous crystal ball watching each and every move of the fight. His wives were by his side. He spoke in his threatening voice.
"They're turning on one another. This is working wonderfully. They'll split and it will be easier to kill them off, the pesky slayers. Only, I don't see the other Zeppelins. Usually, they'd be all in this."
He put his pale hand on the top of it, and muttered something under his breath. He opened his eyes.
"ah. what is he into now?" He watched into the crystal ball, Micheal unaware of being watched over.
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In the room labeled 6277, he wandered around, looking through the multiple flasks of what appeared to be a wolfsbane potion. He looked through the dusty scrolls and found a amulet laying on the table nearby. He went closer to it, and saw sombody scurry away. He yelled out into the room.
"HEY! come back here!" but they kept persistant to flee. He wondered why, until he saw that there was only one amulet on the table. That dude stole the amulet!
Dracule laughed wickedly as he watched the sight before him unfold. "Very very good, Zyro. very very good. you've got the amulet."
He placed his hand on the crystal surface again, muttering once more. The fog in the sphere cleared, and showed him the wherebouts of his sister.
"this is intresting."
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She stared down into the water, as it was disturbed by the rain. The after effects of that magical fight was beginning to return. She leaned back against the cold stone tower, staring off into the distance. Bats flew over in the dark of the night, the rain not bothering them."what if I wanted to fight? beg for the rest of my life? what would you do, do, do? what if I fell to the floor? couldn't take this anymore? what would you do, do, do? you said you wanted more, what are you waiting for? I'm not running from you, you. COME BREAK ME DOWN, BURY ME BURY ME I AM FINISHED WITH YOU! LOOK IN MY EYES, YOU'RE KILLING ME, KILLING ME ALL I WANTED WAS YOU! I TRIED TO BE SOMEONE ELSE, BUT NOTHING SEEMED TO CHANGE. I KNOW NOW, THIS IS WHO I REALLY AM INSIDE, FINALLY FOUND MYSELF, FIGHTING FOR A CHANCE I KNOW NOW-THIS IS WHO I REALLY AM!"
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Dracule laughed wickedly. This is going to be the perfect kill.

Andrik liked the rain, everthing about it. It was water, and he had grown up with water. But, this rain was different, it carried with it a sense of emergency...so Andrik quickened his pace. One thing the Order of Twilight had tought him was to read natural signs, how the skies looked when the sun set, even how the moons light bounced off of the water. This rain was not new to him, and he knew what it could mean.

Finally he came to a bridge, and the rain kept pounding on everthing around him. On the ledge was a girl, a familiar girl.

"Zelda," He said calmly, but sternly enought catch her attention, "Zelda, I am a holy man. Talk to me, it is what I am here for. Obviously something is troubling you."

He walks to the edge, closer to Zelda and looks over the ledge, "That's a long way down isn't it?"

So much for sleep. It sounded like they were being attacked. Draken threw on some clothes and ran down the stairs. "I seem to always miss the parties." He had to do something. Draken ran out side and shot a shotgun round into the air. "Knock it off!" He wasn't sure it was the brightest idea, but he had to get them to stop.

"Maybe it's just far enough down to rid of me."
She stared down into the water, it looked cold, just like her thoughts.
"it's what everyone wants isn't it? Me dead and gone."
She pulled up the sleeves to her jacket and looked at her arms, which were covered in tattoos and scars. She looked down into the water, seeing herself in a different way. Was that AFI logo so out of place? Was the words Bleed Black not supposed to be permantly adorned into your skin? Was that lip ring really so noticeable? Was she too pale?
She wiped tears from her eyes.
"Different people are always hated, and I knew that when I chose to make myself this way. I've got rude stares and comments from everyone for years, it's finally got the best of me."
She stared back over the water to the horizon, whispering to herself a dark song.
"Love. your hate. your. faith lost. you. are now. one. of us.
Love. your hate. your. faith lost. you. are now. one. of us."

"Maybe it's just far enough down to rid of me. It's what everyone wants isn't it? Me, dead and gone. Different people are always hated, and I knew that when I chose to make myself this way. I've got rude stares and comments from everyone for years, it's finally got the best of me. Love. your hate. your. faith lost. you. are now. one. of us. Love. your hate. your. faith lost. you. are now. one. of us."

Zndrik looked at the young girl, "Zelda, there is no reason that you should kill yourself. You are on of God's children, He loves us all. Think about what you are doing, you have a greater purpose in life...you could save an entire race of beings."

"I can't even sing, much less save someone from anything. This whole ordeal has shown me the truth about myself. I used to think that I could do whatever my music hero did. I went to college, I-I got a band together and we got a record deal. I thought I was as good as he was, but I'm not. I don't have such a vocal range. I'm not invincible. I'm nothing." she looked at him sadly.
"I thought this was what I wanted. It was what I wanted. So, I blew off everything in pursuit of happiness with a guitar and a microphone. To stand tall and be noticed for who I am inside not how I look from your view. Inside, I'm different. Inside, my screams are locked in cages of metallic silver. Inside, my voice is as loud or as soft as it needs to be. Inside, I actually can be myself without people laughing at how pale I am, or how I have a a lip ring. Inside-I have meaning."

Andrik stepped up next to Zelda. "A persons life always has meaning. What happens, happens because He wants it to happen. Do not worry yourself with what could have been, or what would have been. Don't care what people think about you on the outside. Listen, I am here to save your life, you can come the easy way, which is the way God intends, or you can come to the hard way, which get's you an extra headache and a nice nap."

Andrik pulls out his Longsword and holds it resting on his shoulder, "Which is it?"

"I know why everything happens. I've learned that over the years. I just wonder what my purpose really is. I thought it is what I am right now-but now I have regrets, as to what I would have been like had I not got all this fame and fortune. I want to know if I would be the same person inside and out." she shook her head and looked at a picture of her and Sabrina years and years before. They looked completely different. She threw it into the water.
"That person is gone now. Never coming back." she looked over at him. "thank you, and I'm sorry for wasting your time."

Jenny flew backwards onto the ground, hitting a tree, struggling to remain concious. When Draken came out with the shotgun she sharply looked at him.And now basically everyone is involved. This is insane. They should have just let us go.
She shook her head slightly, attempting to clear it.This is worse than what happened with Jack. Her eyes widened, remembering things that the Master's influence had blocked from her.Draken said that Jack would not have wanted me to turn. Am I just going to throw that away? I don't know what to do.
She stumbled to her feet, looking at the surrounding fight.
"STOP!" She screamed.
She ran over to Jared.
"They will just kill us if we continue fighting. Stop." She grabbed his arm, trying to be careful of the burns. "Please."

She stepped down off of the ledge, and onto the wet bridge.
"Jenny hates me. That's why I'm out here to begin with. Jenny thought since I said she'd recieved a half bite that I was being offensive. I didn't take it offensively when I was told that. She got this big attitude and told me she was sick of me. so I left. broke a few windows, came here and was about to jump off. I dunno what to do or where to go or anything anymore. You got any ideas?"

"Ideas? Not really, I do what my Order tells me to do...but most in my order are dead now. I say we go back to your mansion, get a cup of tea, sit down and think about what needs to be done. Then we should get the slayers back together, and I will MAKE them listen to you. I have the holy power of my Lord, and he will grant me strength."

Jared glared at Cyrus and Josh but stood still. He looked into Jennys eys.
"Fine, Ill stop if you want me to."
Jared limped a few steps toward the others.
"So what are you going to do with us?" he looked back at Josh and Cyrus.
The black drained from his eyes.

Jenny nodded slowly.
"It's just that I can't shut it out. It will stop if I just go to him. It'll all be better if I just go to him. But then I remember Jack and...."
She turned her face away. She was conflicted, the two sides of her soul, the true side and the dark side, were fighting for control and she felt constant confusion.
"But I need to go to him. I want to. Why are you so adament in trying to stop me?"

"We don't want to see you become a vampire. That is a fate no one deserves. I'm sure if we work this out and not rush into things, we can get through it alright." Josh says. "Besides, you don't really want to go to him. It is him playing mind games with you. So lets go back inside and we can put you someplace safe."

Three things must take pale before you are fuly turned. You must remain bitten for three days. That has not happened yet. You and your Master must do what is known as the Death's Embrace. You feed from his blood as he feeds from you. And then you must make your first kill.

"So then I have two days left until he'll come after me again. Is there any way I can get close to him to kill him without completely falling under his influence. He wants Jared now too, because of Jared's magic. Right now I'm still me, I just have these......moments when I'm his."You're always mine Jenny. You've fought me off for now, but in two days there will be no fighting, only the sweetness of the surrender.
Flinching away, Jenny gazed at the others.
"Is there any way to get his voice out of my head?"